[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

I screamed in my heart.

"...what are you doing?" Peter asked, in a very hesitant, very uncertain tone.

Ruiwen got up quickly, not forgetting to pull me up.

"Oh, we're fine, we're just... Hey! Deadpool! Where are you looking!"

"Who are you? I think? What kind of relationship?"

"No, no, stop joking, Peter... oh fuck your Wade Winston Wilson, you're pissed at Elibo!"

I was in a hurry, busy wrapping myself up.Raven is going to fight with Wade, for the other's physical reaction.Peter tried to stop it, but this disaster was destined to happen.Harry's face was expressionless, he looked left and right but didn't look at me, Ergen blushed very suspiciously.

……enough.This can be the most humiliating thing in my life.

Facts have proved that I was correct in insisting not to go into the water, although in the end I not only went into the water, but also had a good time building sand castles with a group of local children until dinner.

To entertain our mafia, there is a castle in Sicily.

Crystal chandeliers, wine red carpet; mahogany long table, ancient armor.We dined in a restaurant that looked like a medieval painting, with renaissance pieces on the walls.

Next door to me are Percy and Raven, and at the opposite table is Wade.Ever since the towel accident in the afternoon, Harry couldn't look me in the face. According to Raven's observation, sometimes he would show a super tangled expression to the back of my head.

...I don't want to know what's going on inside Harry.I just want to use the range technique to make everyone forget what happened in the afternoon...

After dinner, we set off fireworks on the square.The whole castle mafia came out to play with us.The boss here set up a dance stage for us, playing salsa music, so loud that the whole island didn't have to sleep.

I changed into a white dress with matching leggings underneath.When I came downstairs, my mother was dancing on the stage with her holiday boyfriend, dancing wildly.She can be seen from the window in the stairwell.

I pushed open the wooden door, walked to the sidelines, leaned against the stone pillars, and suddenly felt that this was not bad.

"I've never seen Mom smile like that."

I turned my head and saw Percy approaching me.Annabeth was picking up refreshments not far away.

"Yeah." I responded nasally, staring at our mother. "She's happy."

Neither Percy nor I spoke again.After a while, Percy went back to spend time with Annabeth--specifically, to drive away the handsome Italian guys who were trying to harass Annabeth.I continued to stand by the pillars, in the shadows, and feel the very different vibes of Sicily and New York.

I was in a daze for a few minutes, slowly getting tired.Just when I was hesitating whether sneaking into bed at this time would disappoint others, Wade appeared beside the stone pillar opposite.

Same location, same shade.We looked at each other silently across the starry sky, the campfire, the stage, and the evening wind.

I looked at Wade and saw him walking slowly, and suddenly felt that something was different.

Wade cuts through the crowd and walks up to me.He still dresses very casually, just a cap and T-shirt and jeans to cover up his scars.

I waited for him quietly, waiting for him to stop in front of me.

"...why are you smiling?" he asked.Looking down at me.

"Do I have one?" I asked back.

Wade didn't answer.We looked at each other in silence for at least five or six seconds.

I stood on tiptoe and reached for his hood.

"No." Wade stopped me and took my hand.I stopped and looked up at him.

"When," I ask, watching every emotion in Wade's eyes, "are you willing to take off the mask?"

Wade stared at me for a moment before replying, "After my face no longer looks like a pear that was fucked."

I withdraw my hand and take a step back.It seems that Wade's heart disease is his appearance. Of course I can restore him to his original shape with the snap of a finger, but I don't think it will solve the problem.

"It's time to fulfill the promise." Wade continued. "Eli, you don't need me to help you find your ex-boyfriend. Our contract is over."

I frowned slightly.

At the moment, I can't clearly say which part of Wade's sentence made me subconsciously reject it.Anyway, I just don't like what he said.No reason.

"Elly." Wade called my name, lowering his voice, "I really need you to do this. Can you understand?"

I turned my head away, I just didn't want to help Wade restore his appearance.

But he begged me.

He begged me like this.

"Okay..."

I turned around, took a breath, helplessly and reluctantly, and a little irritated, "You want to be here?"

Wade was staring at me, his eyes looking straight into mine.

I lowered my head, inexplicably a little guilty.

"Eli."

"Okay. I didn't say I won't help you." I looked up, squinted at Wade, and stamped the heels of my feet irritably.

Wade raised the corner of his mouth slightly.I think that's a winner's smile.Almost angrily, I dragged him to a corner where no one was paying attention, and pushed him against the wall.

"Wow?" Wade raised his eyebrows and looked at me with interest. "You like this?"

"I still like this." I said, grabbing his collar hard, pulling his face down, and covering his eyes with my palms a second before I was about to kiss him.

Wade's breath hits my cheek.Once again, I smelled his unique hermon that belonged to the mercenary Wade, mixed with rust and smoke, and a little bit of our laundry detergent.

Pale golden light gently surrounds us.Fine stars sprinkled on Wade.

I've never seen Wade this close...never.

His face... is not very delicate, it is different from every man around me.He had that... yuppie smile, I won't describe it.It's just a little bit bad, but at the same time sexy, cold, attractive, and a bit of tenderness that may be deceptive.

And my favorite is his eyes.Cocoa color, there will be all kinds of emotions, and the sincere eyes are covered with evil.

The trident disappeared beside me.I grabbed Wade's collar with my left hand, and my right hand was still covering his eyes. While he was waiting quietly, I licked his lips gently.

Wade's already unsteady breath became more urgent after I did this.

"...Eli?"

He called me softly in a low voice.

I let go of Wade's collar and moved my palms away.

Wade slowly opened his eyes, staring at me uncertainly.

"Go look in the mirror," I said, pulling away a smile, "You're perfect."

Wade slowly opened his eyes.He first touched his face with his hands, and after confirming the touch, he touched his shoulders, arms, and chest, and finally smiled at me in disbelief.

"You're awesome!" he yelled, rushed over, gave me a big hug, kissed me hard, then pushed me away, frantically looking for mirrors.

In fact, the mirror is behind him.I saw him looking in the mirror happily, shaking his head with a smile, and before he found out, he turned around and walked back upstairs.

I don't want him to go to Vanessa.Footsteps follow emotion, I thought, getting heavier and heavier with every step I took upstairs.

Yeah, I don't want Wade going to Vanessa.If he went to Vanessa, he definitely wouldn't come back.

This was not his home.He didn't treat my home as his home.Remember the look on his face when he heard we had him on the family tour?Accident, yes, it is an accident, and I don't know what to do.

He would propose to Vanessa again, as he should have done.Has three children and lives in Vancouver.

I stop.

Damn.I gritted my teeth and wiped away my tears.Damn it, really damn it.

I like Wade.

I actually like him!And now I realize I like him!

Frightened by this discovery, my next thought was that I should destroy the idea.If I ran into Raven or Peter at this time, I would definitely not be able to hold back and tell my secret.And I can already imagine Harry's frantic reaction when he finds out.

So I ran upstairs as fast as I could, trying to get back to my room.Unfortunately, I got lost.This is my biggest failure of the evening, no, of the whole day.It is the key reason for everything to get out of hand.

The second I found the room, Wade caught me.He grabbed my shoulders from behind and pressed me against the door.The back of my head hit the wooden door, and the pain made me cry.

"Where do you want to go?" Wade asked, his tone threatening. "You don't want to go anywhere."

I was still in pain and wanted to rub the back of my head with my hand, but Wade was holding my left hand, and I wanted to put my right hand between us to prevent Wade from sticking on.

"I just want to go back to my room!" I protested dissatisfied, "It hurts, let me go."

Wade ignored me at all.He pushed away my right hand, and stuck his whole body up, propping a certain position above my head with one hand, and stuck the door with his foot.

"Cheating ghosts. The first lesson of the agent's training to escape, don't run when you are escaping, just walk."

I finally managed to free my hand to rub the back of my head, but it would bring me closer to Wade.I've had enough of wanting to bury myself in the door panel.

"Why kiss me?" Wade continued to demand.Look me in the eye, examine me carefully.

I look away and feel hair brushing Wade's lips.

"I didn't kiss you." I wanted to refute loudly, but I heard my voice was low and full of guilt.

That does not work.I decided to get back home and asked him, "Are you going to find Vanessa?"

Wade opened his eyes slightly. "I'm not looking for Vanessa. Why are you asking?"

"Is it important?"

"Good question. Is it important to give you the same sentence?"

I turned my head and stared at Wade.

The bad thing is, I feel like tears are about to fall.

"Let go of me." I couldn't bear it anymore, my voice was choked up, "I──"

Wade bowed his head and sealed my lips with a kiss.He picked me up, put me against the door panel, and sat on his waist. He didn't give me oxygen so that I had the strength to think about more things.

"Why kiss me?" Wade asked, panting, his lips parted briefly, moving quickly and thinly from my cheeks, behind my ears, "Why are you smiling at me? Why are you crying?"

I put my arm around Wade's shoulder, unable to answer. "I don't know..." I really don't know.

Wade stopped and looked at me deeply.His hands are moving.

We all know what's coming next.

"...you won't stop me?" Wade asked, looking into my eyes.

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